How true minds can be joined as one
Admit defects whereas Hate is not Hate
What change when changes are found
When fold when omitting to omit
O, no! It is everlasting
That smiles on the perch and never moves
It is the life-ring on every tree trunk
Who knows the heart of warmth be felt
Who feels the snowflake upon the eyes
The mind sees what the heart may not,
But feels it out alone.

If this be wrong then prove me rightI’ve never lost what I never loved.